Bella POV

(20 MINUTES BEFORE THE GUARDS FOUND OUT ABOUT BELLA'S ESCAPE)

Jacob had explained his side of the story. And I had accepted it. I knew he did so many horrible things to me, but I accepted it, reguardless. Mostly because he saved my son's life and for that, I would be forever grateful. But I kept straying from the fact that the baby in my arms belonged to him to and he didn't save him as a favor to me, he saved him because Jacob loved him as well. He was Jacob's son too.

A few minutes had passed after I had told Jacob that his apology was accepted. We sat in silence, staring at the glorious baby that I was holding my arms. After another moment, Jacob looked at me and said, "We need to get you and him out of here. Now I've thought of a plan," his voice became lower and continued to fade until it became a faint whisper. "But we need to hurry, okay? It may be difficult, depending on how well guarded this place is," he explain, his deep voice muffled.

"It's the Volturi," I explained a bit obviously. Of course wherever we were would be highly guarded. He only nodded and sighed. We both knew that this was going to be highly difficult. I sighed in return and looked down desperately at the baby in my arms, then spoke the exasperated words, "Tell me about the plan,"

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"Bella, take him." Jacob's whisper was raspy and quick as he shoved the baby at me, expecting me to take him quickly. I looked at him with question. We had managed to get out of the area, thanks to Jacob's plan and were now outside, running into La Push, so that the Volturi could no longer follow us. Apparenlty, the location that we were being held captive at was barely through the entrance of Forks. We were running through the forest, thankful that the Volturi could not follow us past this point. I took the baby from Jacob's arms and continued to stare at him with quesiton.

"I have to phase," he explained with sorrow. "I have to get inside the pack's minds before they do." I held the baby tighter in my arms, thinking of how Jacob told me of how much they wanted to kill my beautiful newborn baby boy.

"Aren't you going to come with me?" I asked with a tremble of fear overwhelming my small voice. There was no way I could protect my boy from the wolves. No way in hell. My only hope was Jacob.

I could hear the sound of howling and my eyes widened in fear. I looked at Jacob with frantic reluctance. They were coming our way. We had to act fast.

"Just trust me," Jacob murmured in a quick voice. He planted a kiss on the baby's forehead and quickly arose to peck a loving kiss on my cheek. I didn't object, for I had no time to. He pushed me back gently and told me the word through clenched teeth: "Run." And with that, I took one last look at Jacob Black and turned quickly, holding the most important thing at the moment tight in my arms. I didn't know what Jacob planned to do. I wasn't positive that Edward or the Cullens were safe. And I wasn't sure I would make it through this alive. But that all had to be irrevalent for now. For now, someone else's life depended on me.

Edward POV

Keeping still, I stared ahead nonchalantly. With deep determination, I could hear the thoughts of almost every being in within the castle.

I had learned so much since the Volturi had left me alone. Bella's baby had been born. Jacob and the witch who had performed the birth were the traitors. Jacob and Bella had escaped with the baby. My family was alright and attempting to catch up with Bella and Jacob. And the direct birth of the baby wasn't enough to cause the appocalypse, if that's what it was meant to do in first place. According to a newfound prophecy the Volturi had come across, the baby has to experience at least three hours of life before the transformation is possible to take place, for the better or the worse.

I had escaped from the wooden prison the Volturi had trapped me in, effortlessly. As for the time being I was lurking in the shadows, searching for my own way out of my own personal death trap. There was so many tasks to be performed in the next three hours, when much of my fate would be clarified. During my search to find an escape route, Aro's words echoed endlessly in my head. He wanted me to sacrifice my Bella and her baby for the rest of the world. He obviously had no idea how selfish I was. Though the decision had been an immidiate one, something about Aro's speach stuck close to my brain. As if I was actually thinking it over. How could I consider such a thing? Giving up the love of my existence and her baby, which I was already sure she loved with everything she had and could give? I was completely disgusted in myself for even allowing a thought of that darkness to trace my mind at all.

Shaking my head, I refocused my priorities to the more crucial ones. For instance, escaping from this castle. Finding Bella and Jacob and the baby. And finding my family. That was enough for now, reguardless of the fact that I had to accomplish all of these alongside saving all of these people from the Volturi and the wolf pack and possibly the end of the world. I supressed a sigh as I darted from one dark corner to the other, hoping for the sake of my future that these tasks wouldn't be impossible to perform.

Bella POV

Don't scream. Don't scream, I repeated to myself over and over again. Don't let them hear. Air pierced my bleeding and gashed skin as I ran through the dark forest. As I continued to struggle towards my location, I kept a focus of keeping him safe in my arms and close to my chest. I continued to move forward with agonizing pain running through my veins. This is killing you, a voice inside my head screamed. And I knew this voice was correct.

I was dying and I felt it with every trickle of blood that ran down my skin. With every inflamed ounce of venom that ran through my veins. This would most likely be my last night on earth. But none of that mattered. Nothing mattered if I couldn't get him to our destination, beyond the woods, slightly over the treaty line, where it was safe. Sobs escaped from my pursed lips as the venom continued to spread and the blood continued to flow from my wounds.

The debris covered ground stung hard against my bare feet as I began to run faster, finally getting a glimpse of the end of the woods. I was almost there. I just had to keep going and he would be safe. All would be well. Maybe not for me. But for him. And that's all that mattered. After all, he was my... Suddenly, I jerked forward and fell to the ground. Then everything went even blacker.